Friday, May 1, 2009

no home cooking here

this home is not where my heart is. nor does it speak to my stomach. the ambience is nice with its pleasant outdoor eating area...but seriously, ambience can only take you so far. once you hunker down and chow, the food HAS to deliver...and alas, no foodie deliverance found at home.

i ordered a tuna melt sandwich with a side of fries. i know, boring, but heck, sometimes, my tummy just wants some fish mixed with mayo! the fries are AMAZING though but the sandwich itself fell short. to be honest with you, i thought house of pies served a better tuna melt. a

nd yes, i agree that i did not give other menu items a try, but given the atrocious parking and the longish wait to get a seat depending on the time of day, i would rather go to the alcove. good luck parking your toyota prius and getting a taste of home you hipsters.

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Getting Organized

(read the following to the tune of vanilla ice's "ice, ice, baby").
all right STOP, let me elaborate so listen.
bagnatic is back with another obsession.
SOME things, grab a hold of me tightly,
flows through my mind, daily and nightly.
are you thinking FOOD? yo like you didn't know.
i seek new eats while my fat belly grows.
to the extreme i rock my spork like a vandal,
eat everything i see until my belly can’t handle.
DAMN! as my belly balloons.
i'm eating pork belly, banh mi, and shiitake mushrooms.
DEADLY, when i see a new eatery,
i hope it’s delicious or else that’s a felony.
i love it, i love it, but i effin’ gained weight.
i better get on a treadmill and work out twice a day.
but if that’s a problem, yo i'll manage it.
buy bigger pants and that’ll solve it.
yum yum baby it’s good, it's gooood…..
(actually, my first love is bags, but i couldn’t work it into this gangsta rap of mine. anyways, my name is bagnatic. hello and nice to meet you).